Prem's History.

Mimi pushes the young man forward. Her delicate hands on his back as she gets him to stand front and center. "There! You have to tell everyone your story. It doesn't have to be detailed or anything. Just let the people know about you." Kneeling on the floor at his feet she smiles up at him when he pats her head. Sighing heavily he nods. "As you wish little mistress"

Standing proudly in his simple homespun kurta and trousers. His hair, a tousled messy blond covers half of his face. Placing his hands together in prayer form, he bows to the people here to listen to him. "My name is Premarupa, It means 'the form of love'. Please call me Prem. It also means Love. Oddly enough, I was only loved by one. But I digress. Let me begin at the beginning." 

Sitting down next to Mimi, he is surprised to find some cushions brought out by Risha. The two girls curl up to him like kittens. He smiles gently, petting them. "I was born in India. My mother was a foreign traveler in that land. No one knew where she was from, or why she was traveling the back woods and small villages while so pregnant.  The little village where I was born had a very old and very wise midwife. She was the one to raise me after I was born. You see, my mother got terribly sick after I was born. Sadly, a common and curable infection that did her in because she was to far from the technology she needed." Taking a deep breath, he is startled when Risha places a glass of water in his hands. "Thank you sweet mistress." Risha giggles at him.

He smiles in her direction. Taking a drink he sighs for a moment. "The ever so kind Midwife raised me. She told me I was special. Yes, I was born blind and no one in the village would take me in with this horrible deformity. But she, she was the one to show me love. She told me I was born with a caul. Not that I know what that is exactly. Just that it made me special and that I would have gifts as I grew up. I never understood what she meant. But then again. I never cared either. She was kind and loving. My greatest heartache was when she died. I was ten years old I believe." Taking another sip of water, he smiles as the girls curl up closer to him, lending their support.

"The villagers did not want to take care of me. I was nothing more than a useless mouth to feed. The elders decided to get rid of me in the most profitable way. They sold me into Slavery. They told me I was going to a nice home where I could work. That was true enough." He tilts his head as he hears Dar pad in to lay curled up around Mimi, bringing with him a tray of fruit bits to eat and moisten the parched throat. Taking a grape with a nod of thanks, Prem smiles. "Here I feel at home again. These people here have taken me in and they have shown me such kindness." He smiles as Mimi prods him.

"Get back to your story! We all wanna hear it." She smiles at him, letting his fingers dance lightly on her flesh.

"As you wish little mistress." Sighing, he takes a moment to nab another fruit, waiting patiently as the quiet young were joins them, sitting down with Risha. "So kind of you to join us Mistress Francine." He offers her the plate, smiling as she chooses a strawberry. "Now where was I?"

"You were talking about the household you were sold to." Risha's sweet voice trailed through the air.

"Ahh yes. The household I was sold too was one that was quite wealthy. I was purchased to aid the kitchen. A blind boy in a kitchen." He sighs for a moment. "I was set to work in the beginning to cleaning up the kitchen. I quickly became familiar with everything in the kitchen and wanted to do more work. I quickly felt that if I made myself more useful, I would be treated better. I found this to be true. It started simple. Kneading bread, mixing ingredients for curries and such."

Placing his hands before him, he runs his fingers over each other. Scars covered both hands. The right was mostly burns. Fingertips, his palm. Smooth and shiny scars cover both hands. His left not only had burn scars but also cuts and even a few fingertips gone. His pinky was missing from the second knuckle down. "I quickly tried to learn more as I grew up. Once I was big enough, Cook started to teach me more. I was quite clumsy at first but quickly learned to depend more on my senses. To hear the subtle difference between boiling water and simmering. to feel how fresh produce was. To smell the meat and to easily tell not only different beasts but also different cuts."

Pausing a moment, he takes another drink from his glass. "I made myself indispensable. As Cook became more and more enfeebled, I took over the work for him. I learned well. My dishes became favorites of the household. I was quite happy there."  He froze for a moment as Mimi rested her head in his lap.

"I was allowed to sleep on the floor near the ovens and was kept warm. I knew the rest of the household avoided me except when it came to the food I made for them. I understood why. I knew that they didn't want me to come near them. I realized that it was almost as if they felt that I was contagious." He sighs again, heavily. "They kept me ignorant of many things. Since the woman who raised me felt that I should be older before she educated me about certain things, and the household felt I didn't need to know, I was left in the dark."

Dar crawls up behind him, pulling the smaller man into his lap and holding him. Prem snuggles down into his arms, brushing away the hair  that covers his eyes. They shine a bright blue, but with no pupils. Dar holds him while he thinks over his past for a bit.

"I was an idiot. A naive fool. Innocent and moronic. Still am in many ways. After Cook finally lost the will to live and passed away, I was the lead in the kitchen. My life became better and harder. I was enjoying what I had for a life. Sadly, it didn't last. My Masters were not fully happy with me. They decided that what they wanted was a professionally trained chef from Europe. One they would hire to work for them. I was now made useless. That is when they decided to sell me."

Surrounded by the others, he smiles sadly. Turning his face towards them all and nods, trying to acknowledge all.  "Mistress here, the one that people call Knitting, felt that I was worthy of being here for her. I am glad she had found me before I was sold for parts on the black market or for a brothel. Now I live here, with these wonderful beings. I may be a mere human compared to their unique selves, but they have accepted me graciously and with open hearts and open arms."

Mimi giggles and gives him a kiss on the cheek, startling him. One after the other they each kissed him, Dar last, giving instead of a kiss on the cheek, but rather a gentle kiss on his lips. His face turns beet red and he smiles big at them. "I thank you all for listening to my tale and I hope if you have any questions for me I do wish to answer them."

Dolly Adoption!

I have a little story to tell. It is an odd one, and a bit strange. It all started with this link. It led me on travels through one brand of dolls. (Yes there is a doll that is one inch shy of being five feet tall sitting there!)

I dug through a couple of forums, reading what I can about them. I googled pics to drool over the head molds and found a couple I liked. In learning about the dolls and the options I decided to message one of the doll people I know in RL and VL and ask her personal opinion. (always nice to get reviews from trusted people)

Well, Fate was playing with our threads, spinning and weaving them to meet again on the tapestry of life. Recently, DollFriend has had to packup and move. During this move she has had thoughts that this particular doll hasn't been getting the love and attention that she deserves. DollFriend didn't want to sell lovely Doll. DollFriend would rather see some one who could love and adore Doll get her.

So I pmed her and the two collided. Her wish to find a loving home for Doll and my desire for said Doll. Now I am awaiting delivery of Doll. She will be here in roughly two weeks. I will be a proud owner of an 60cm obitsu (Pronounced like Hobits but without the H)
This body and three heads. Haruka, Gretal and a anime paint head. (the one shown on the body.) 
Here is a pic of her with a BBB Charisma Boy and a FL pukipuki.

Isn't she adorable!

Staytooned for box opening pics!

Bellydancing

     Okay. So you have heard of my health issues. Because of them I haven't danced in years. I was only a beginner. Basic stuff but not bad. I took lessons at the local community center and loved them. Well now I am picking it back up again. I feel GREAT about it!

     I just have picked out some of my old videos and stared out with that. They are done by the Belly Twins. Two are actually more fitness based and the other is actually BellyDance. (but is the third in a series. Need to get the rest!)

     My hip and sides are doing wonderful. General aches but nothing bad. It is so good to feel this way.

     Right now I only have a few things to wear that is appropriate for dancing. A stretch velvet chocolate brown harem pants, Chocolate brown cotton Choli (which is a tad too tight) Shimmy hip wrap in Chartreuse! And some veils for dancing with. Oh, I do have Zills too! Of course I can't forget my many Saris either.

     I plan on making Dolly and I an outfit in the Tribal style using this Pattern from Folkwear. It was made with the help of FCBD. I do have their original pattern. That is what I made my first Choli out of. I hope to make several Choli. Different fabric types as well as colors. I want to make it out of stretch fabric to make the fit more comfortable. The rest of the pattern is dead easy. the ten yard skirt and pants don't even really need a pattern.

     In making this outfit for Dolly, there are certain concerns.
A) Downsizing the pattern for the Choli to both MSD and SD size. (Might as well cover multiple sizes while I am doing it)
B) Finding the 'bling' in doll size. (Sequins and seed beads should work)
C) The over Bra (The Bra covered in coins that goes over the Choli) I think I will crochet that, should be easier and just sew on sequins an add beads.
    
     I have decided to go the traditional rout of doing the ten yard skirt in black but I am not sure about the rest. I like the example pic but I am not fond of Yellow or Orange. I think a emerald green for the pants would be nice. Do the belts in emerald, ruby, and amethyst with silver bling. The Choli, since I plan on doing different colors/fabric, I can just change it according to desire. The OverBra is another consideration. For me, being flat as a board, I think I will crochet a bikini top just like for Dolly. I can pin that to the choli as well as tie it up. When I wear my Choli it flattens me even more. Though with making new Choli I may not have that problem.





     I will keep you guys updated on my project progress as well as my dancing!

Out of the hospital

So I am out of the hospital. Was only there for 4 days. A record for me since I tend to be there for a week at a time. No Abscess this time. Instead I had urine backing up into my kidneys and not leaving. I left the hospital with a catheter and a bladder bag. No fun. It makes some things awkward. From finding comfy clothes to hide it to the fact that I constantly feel it. And because of where it is the nerves are getting confused. It is almost like wearing an adult toy constantly. Yup. Horny and can't do shit about it! :D

Right now I have been working on getting my Grell Sutcliff head a body. For some reason I have been gravitating to getting a Female body. A simple and inexpensive RS 70cm Female body  As you can see, it is now double jointed! This makes me feel better. I need a body for the floating head and if the head becomes female, she will be Eliza Jennet Miller. That is unless I plop her on the body and she says differently. Dolls do that you know.

Eliza is a very girly girl. Pink and pastels all the way. Skirts, never pants, proper feminine looks. Long hair and shy. She will be vegetarian, raised that way but may not stay that long.  She will prefer to be properly courted by a gentleman. She does what is considered woman's work but is very proud of it. You could call her a classic feminist. For her, a woman should be proud of whatever she does, not look down on what has been traditionally work only done by women.

Now let the body come home, head placed and wig attached and she becomes nothing like I plan! Here is a pic of the head right now.  Faceup by AStarvingArtist on DOA.

Bad Videos of Faceups!

Okay, so this sucks. Using my built in webcam, with KnightStar in the background. Laugh all you want, Just enjoy it!

New Face

    So I decided on a whim to redo Dolly's faceup. I myself am getting better at doing faceups but still need practice. This will be fun. Here are some webcam pics taken of her current faceup as well as some camera taken pics. (My camera so needs batteries!)

I am going to try to do video of how I do faceups but if I can't figure out how in the hell to do video using the webcam I will at least take pics.

    First and foremost is cleaning off the old faceup. Rubbing Alcohol (91%) some cotton balls and a Mr Clean eraser. The first layers will be removed with the cotton balls and the rubbing alcohol. Just like removing nail polish. I refuse to use any other kind of cleaners. (W&N brush cleaner, Acetone. . .ect.) I have seen the damage that some of this has done to other dolls. From discoloration to eating away at the resin. Not good.

    I also plan at this time to fix the magnate in her headcap. It has come loose. So I will sand out the hallow and using super glue gel, put the magnate back. For this I plan on using a Homedics spa nail drimmle like drill to hallow out the hole and remove the old glue.

    Back to cleaning off Dolly's old faceup. Q-tips and a soft bristled toothbrush are also good things to have on hand for nooks and crannies. Specially the inside of ears, corners of lips and eyes and such. If you are removing a factory faceup you may have more trouble removing it since a lot of the time they airbrush the dolls and mix the pigments and sealant together. Now these pics are of her after the first cleaning. She still has pigments in the nooks and crannies and a bit of a thin film of dirty stuff. Once I get the first cleaning done, I give her a nice soapy water wash. A simple sponge cleaning. Then back to Alcohol cleaning but I use the Mr Clean eraser this time. If there are crannies that just don't want to clean, toothpics are useful. NOT METAL. I have heard of people who actually use knife blades to "scrape" off the pigment. What this does is scrape off the resin as well. Not on my dolls!

And I was able to do a bit of Video. Enjoy and have a laugh! It is my first ever video! OMG! I am a total Noob!

Ill

Well, I haven't gotten any better, nor have I gotten noticeably worse. I am keeping track of things better. Finished off some old antibiotics. Yet in a way I wish I would just get worse so I could get it done and over with. It has been a year since I was last in the hospital. A year today.

Working on dress number two for the lovely girl. Also finished a new dress for Dolly.

Lovely isn't it.

It is beautiful around here. Cherry trees filled with blossoms.

Now both pics were taken with my webcam so they are not all that hot. But enjoy them as you can.
TTYL
SilverThornRose